Chapter 1
New York, the city where everything can happen, be it an unforgettable love journey, the realization of a longtime dream or even the loss of a dear one. In my perspective, it's not the city that makes all of this happen, but the crazy people that live in it. My name is Naomi Lane and New York is the city where I was born and raised. Ever since birth, my parents taught me and my brother how to survive in this concrete jungle, unfortunately, they couldn't stay with us for long, for when I was eight they were both killed in an assault. Ever since that day our uncle has taken care of us.
Today, I am already nineteen and I live alone in a small apartment in the middle of New York and I have a double life. During night time I work in a nightclub, but during the day I am a hacker. Now I know hacking is often seen as something bad and a violation of people's privacy but I only do it to help those in need…most of the time. Mainly, I help people with harmless things, like this one time a girl asked me to expose her ex on the internet with embarrassing pictures or the time when a college student wanted me to alter his grades, that was a surprisingly easy one, guess schools aren't hack-proof after all. But my biggest accomplishment until now, was when I managed to get into the national bank and “borrow” a couple thousand of dollars, no big deal. Of course I only did this once, as I wouldn't want people to get suspicious of me, though one of these days I might as well take the risk. At this point you are probably wondering how I got myself clients without drawing too much attention…And my answer is simple, I hacked social media! It was quite easy. I chose a few people, who were dissatisfied with their lives and sent them a little push. The rest was easy, they contacted me and requested whatever they wished for and I fulfilled their desire, in return, they spread the word about me. Although this life seems like something you should keep a secret, I actually told some of my friends about this, well I guess you could say I told all my friends, as I only have two. Angelique and Adriana are my confidants. Angelique is the kind of person who will butter you up before telling you what's on her mind, but no matter the circumstances, she will always be honest with you. Adriana is her complete opposite. She isn't going to waste even a second to scream at your face that you're being an idiot. The two of them have been my friends for a long time and I am very grateful to have them.
Right now, I am getting myself ready to leave for work. My shift starts at seven in the afternoon and ends at eight in the morning. It is not that difficult of a job, I only have to make company to those drunks and if I behave well, they usually tip me a good sum. Now I won't deny that sometimes they like to get a bit handsy, but when that happens, security takes care of them. This nightclub is called “The Blue Rose” and it's one of the most well-known in the whole city. As a result we have a lot of customers everyday and, of course, I get paid pretty well. If you ask me, the money is worth all the trouble.
-Shoot! I'm gonna be late
There we go again, I get a little bit distracted and time seems to speed up. No time to waste, I have to get going. My place is pretty close to the club, about a fifteen minute walk, so I should be able to get there on time.
On my way there, a black car passed by me, it was headed in the same direction.
-I wonder if it's another one of those snobby rich customers
Those guys were the worst. They think they're all powerful and classy, yet they still hire prostitutes to get themselves some sort of entertainment. What a bunch of posers they all are.
After a while, I got to the club and guess what?! That same black car was parked right in front of it. I swear, sometimes I think I should be a fortune teller!
Much to my surprise, Xander Campbell, the owner of the club, was outside the club, as if waiting for someone. Since I had managed to arrive on time, I thought I'd ask him what he was doing there:
-Hey boss!
He turned around and answered:
-Oh Naomi, the girl I was waiting for!
This couldn't be good. Xander usually never talks to the staff. So for him to be waiting for me at the club's entrance, I must've certainly done something terrible.
-You were waiting for me?! Did I do something wrong?
-No at all, I have a special job for you today
Thank God it's nothing serious and here I thought I was in trouble.
-Oh I see, yes of course, what can I do for you?
-Lets get inside first
He led me to his office and proceeded to explain:
-So, tonight we have a special guest, he just came back from Switzerland and he has requested that our best hostess attended to him
-And I assume you want me to do it right?!
-Precisely!
-Well that's nothing more than my usual job, so obviously I will do it
His request seemed a bit too weird, but maybe this customer was someone he wanted to impress. If that was the case he picked the right person for the job, after all, I am the best in the club!
-Perfect…The gentleman will be awaiting you in table number five…You should go get ready now
-Understood! I will do my best
I left his office and headed to the dressing room. All the other girls were already prepared, so I rushed and headed to the table I was told about.
